Letting Go

Her eyes are empty, like her soul
The tears are flowing out of control
Abandoned in a room, cold with despair
Hands keep shaking. Suffocating in air

Time goes by, though standing still
Down her spine runs a cold empty chill
Cheeks are red, burning like a flame
Desperately in search of someone to blame

The fault is hers and hers alone
Her soul has suddenly turned to stone
Everyone around has turned away
She has to let go, nothing left to say

Picking up the gun, aiming to kill
Aiming for his heart, feeling empty still
Instead she turned the weapon to her own
She was destined to die alone

At last it's over. Thoughts stop to flow
No more lies. It's time to go
Her body still aching as she hit the ground
She is now lost. Never again to be found...

(I know it's not one of the best, but I think it's pretty good 4 my first poem ever!)

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